Sqaw Vs John Dough

SQAW VS JOHN DOUGH (WELL ARE YOU GONNA ANSWER THIS OR NOT?) I WIN BECAUSE JOHN DOGH FORFEITED AND CAN'T ANSWER THE DBOY IS A FAKE WRITING ONE RHYME A WEEEK FOLK, THE WEAKEAST BITCH IN HIP HOP HA! HA! HA!) MAN GONE WITH THAT SHIT YOU A MODERATER WIKTH A CONFLICT OF INTEREST NONE THIS SHIT EVEN COUNT BOY HA! HA1 YOU'RE NOT TOPPING MY RHYMES AT ALL

JOHN DOUGH you couldn’t be mighty if superman loaned you
his cape just a grown fake that’ll never fly as a clever guy so boo
at your verse you got a fat thirst for fame don’t even have a first name
you couldn’t come hard standing in a batch of cement I’ll burst your vein
with lyrical injections this is a miacle resurrection killing your whack style
JOHN DOUGH I’m of one mind with a ton of rhymes while
You dumb and ascinine now come drink wine it time to smile
You couldn’t be ill with the Bubonic plague you make a pile
Of mistakes in battles, never be heroic and you know it, look
I got muscles yo like RUSSELL CROWE I’m a gladiator hooked
While you just a mad hater shooked like earthquaken ground
You’re a mistaken clown taking a renown fucking ten pound
Ass whooping, JOHN DOUGH you face outrageous friction
While I’m in an advantageous position to apply courageos restrictions
On your whack verses and put them in black hearses your very
Style is dead and buried, even if I bury in the PET CEMETARY
Still couldn’t comeback because you dumb and whack even if Dairy
Queen fed you ice cream you wouldn’t have flavor in your rhymes
you may as well grab my style and lick, lick, lick it many times
like a lolli pop because I get ill fame like Lil Wayne got plenty lines
that shoot bricks and recruit chicks while you suck and puke on dicks
look I’m hurting this clown he starting to make certain sounds and squeaks
on the streets as the freak that had us all fooled for awhile and now he speaks
“SQAW I’m dim and whack and the impact of your rhymes has effected
My brain and I can’t correct my lame style what should I do to be protected?”
“ Retire from rap and get rid of that dumb cap in the hood you’re rejected”
JOHN DOUGH your flow don’t compare guy so go blow dry your hair
I can ride horse or bear and fly through moist air like a feeble eagle and stare
At you as an illegal beagle that can’t bark after dark all your rhymes parked
In a handicap space a disgrace to rap oh fuck here comes the Hip Hop cops
To ticket your wicked nickel dime vehicle of crime, couldn’t rip shop with a cocked
Glock son, not Hip Hip or a beep bop, fat and chubby at best dang you need
To see Dougie Fresh so six minutes and then you’re on, sit down and read

nope you the moderater and the site if rigged to only accept your stupid rhymes boy you suck my dick on every site so it worth for you to cheat to internet fraud credit you pathetic boy

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lmao @ lady mcdonna hahahaha that was such a stupid line...and ur only mad cuz I'm winning again and u cant stand to see ur arch nemesis beat u down even more HAHAHAHA u still carlton banks dancing in the pool house trash man?

SQAW VS JOHN DOUGH (WELL ARE YOU GONNA ANSWER THIS OR NOT?) I WIN BECAUSE JOHN DOGH FORFEITED AND CAN'T ANSWER THE DBOY IS A FAKE WRITING ONE RHYME A WEEEK FOLK, THE WEAKEAST BITCH IN HIP HOP HA! HA! HA!) MAN GONE WITH THAT SHIT YOU A MODERATER WIKTH A CONFLICT OF INTEREST NONE THIS SHIT EVEN COUNT BOY HA! HA1 YOU'RE NOT TOPPING MY RHYMES AT ALL

JOHN DOUGH you couldn’t be mighty if superman loaned you
his cape just a grown fake that’ll never fly as a clever guy so boo
at your verse you got a fat thirst for fame don’t even have a first name
you couldn’t come hard standing in a batch of cement I’ll burst your vein
with lyrical injections this is a miacle resurrection killing your whack style
JOHN DOUGH I’m of one mind with a ton of rhymes while
You dumb and ascinine now come drink wine it time to smile
You couldn’t be ill with the Bubonic plague you make a pile
Of mistakes in battles, never be heroic and you know it, look
I got muscles yo like RUSSELL CROWE I’m a gladiator hooked
While you just a mad hater shooked like earthquaken ground
You’re a mistaken clown taking a renown fucking ten pound
Ass whooping, JOHN DOUGH you face outrageous friction
While I’m in an advantageous position to apply courageos restrictions
On your whack verses and put them in black hearses your very
Style is dead and buried, even if I bury in the PET CEMETARY
Still couldn’t comeback because you dumb and whack even if Dairy
Queen fed you ice cream you wouldn’t have flavor in your rhymes
you may as well grab my style and lick, lick, lick it many times
like a lolli pop because I get ill fame like Lil Wayne got plenty lines
that shoot bricks and recruit chicks while you suck and puke on dicks
look I’m hurting this clown he starting to make certain sounds and squeaks
on the streets as the freak that had us all fooled for awhile and now he speaks
“SQAW I’m dim and whack and the impact of your rhymes has effected
My brain and I can’t correct my lame style what should I do to be protected?”
“ Retire from rap and get rid of that dumb cap in the hood you’re rejected”
JOHN DOUGH your flow don’t compare guy so go blow dry your hair
I can ride horse or bear and fly through moist air like a feeble eagle and stare
At you as an illegal beagle that can’t bark after dark all your rhymes parked
In a handicap space a disgrace to rap oh fuck here comes the Hip Hop cops
To ticket your wicked nickel dime vehicle of crime, couldn’t rip shop with a cocked
Glock son, not Hip Hip or a beep bop, fat and chubby at best dang you need
To see Dougie Fresh so six minutes and then you’re on, sit down and read

SQAW VS JOHN DOUGH (WELL ARE YOU GONNA ANSWER THIS OR NOT?) I WIN BECAUSE JOHN DOGH FORFEITED AND CAN'T ANSWER THE DBOY IS A FAKE WRITING ONE RHYME A WEEEK FOLK, THE WEAKEAST BITCH IN HIP HOP HA! HA! HA!) MAN GONE WITH THAT SHIT YOU A MODERATER WIKTH A CONFLICT OF INTEREST NONE THIS SHIT EVEN COUNT BOY HA! HA1 YOU'RE NOT TOPPING MY RHYMES AT ALL

JOHN DOUGH you couldn’t be mighty if superman loaned you
his cape just a grown fake that’ll never fly as a clever guy so boo
at your verse you got a fat thirst for fame don’t even have a first name
you couldn’t come hard standing in a batch of cement I’ll burst your vein
with lyrical injections this is a miacle resurrection killing your whack style
JOHN DOUGH I’m of one mind with a ton of rhymes while
You dumb and ascinine now come drink wine it time to smile
You couldn’t be ill with the Bubonic plague you make a pile
Of mistakes in battles, never be heroic and you know it, look
I got muscles yo like RUSSELL CROWE I’m a gladiator hooked
While you just a mad hater shooked like earthquaken ground
You’re a mistaken clown taking a renown fucking ten pound
Ass whooping, JOHN DOUGH you face outrageous friction
While I’m in an advantageous position to apply courageos restrictions
On your whack verses and put them in black hearses your very
Style is dead and buried, even if I bury in the PET CEMETARY
Still couldn’t comeback because you dumb and whack even if Dairy
Queen fed you ice cream you wouldn’t have flavor in your rhymes
you may as well grab my style and lick, lick, lick it many times
like a lolli pop because I get ill fame like Lil Wayne got plenty lines
that shoot bricks and recruit chicks while you suck and puke on dicks
look I’m hurting this clown he starting to make certain sounds and squeaks
on the streets as the freak that had us all fooled for awhile and now he speaks
“SQAW I’m dim and whack and the impact of your rhymes has effected
My brain and I can’t correct my lame style what should I do to be protected?”
“ Retire from rap and get rid of that dumb cap in the hood you’re rejected”
JOHN DOUGH your flow don’t compare guy so go blow dry your hair
I can ride horse or bear and fly through moist air like a feeble eagle and stare
At you as an illegal beagle that can’t bark after dark all your rhymes parked
In a handicap space a disgrace to rap oh fuck here comes the Hip Hop cops
To ticket your wicked nickel dime vehicle of crime, couldn’t rip shop with a cocked
Glock son, not Hip Hip or a beep bop, fat and chubby at best dang you need
To see Dougie Fresh so six minutes and then you’re on, sit down and read

defcon 5 is too stupid to think of that I bet that whack ass bitch bite it i got more skills that all these boys put together they all like you using that played out shit i'm the king because i think of new thing these bitches all bite my shit including you JOHN DOUGH

JOHN DOUGH THE WHACKIEST MODERATER ON THE INTERNET SPEAK "WELL FOLK SQAW WAS RIGHT I BEAT MY MEAT AND WANT ARTTENTION FOR THAT i CAN'T GET A DATE AND I SUCK AT RHYMING SO WHEN THEY MADE ME A MODERATER I TOOK ADVANTAGE OF FOLKS WITH SCANDAL VOTE AND FAKE ALIASES ON SQAW THE SMARTEST RHYMER I VER MET COULD FIGURE MY SCANDULOUS GAME OUT HELL I WONE FIFTY BATTLE BEFORE AND I DONE IT ALL WITH WHACK RHYMES I BIT FROM OTHER PEOPLE VERSES FOR EXAMPLE I BIT SO MANY WORDS FROM SQAW STARTED THINKING I WAS SQAW, IN ALL HONESTY I CAN ONLY WRITE ONE VERSE A WEEK DON'T KNOW WHY THE FUCK I'M IN HIP HOP BUT SOMEDAY I'M GONNA BECOME GREAT BY JUST FOLLOWING SQAW FROM SITE TO SITE AND SUCKING HIS DICK YALL JUST WAIT AND SEE"

JOHN DOUGH THE WHACKIEST MODERATER ON THE INTERNET SPEAK "WELL FOLK SQAW WAS RIGHT I BEAT MY MEAT AND WANT ARTTENTION FOR THAT i CAN'T GET A DATE AND I SUCK AT RHYMING SO WHEN THEY MADE ME A MODERATER I TOOK ADVANTAGE OF FOLKS WITH SCANDAL VOTE AND FAKE ALIASES ON SQAW THE SMARTEST RHYMER I VER MET COULD FIGURE MY SCANDULOUS GAME OUT HELL I WONE FIFTY BATTLE BEFORE AND I DONE IT ALL WITH WHACK RHYMES I BIT FROM OTHER PEOPLE VERSES FOR EXAMPLE I BIT SO MANY WORDS FROM SQAW STARTED THINKING I WAS SQAW, IN ALL HONESTY I CAN ONLY WRITE ONE VERSE A WEEK DON'T KNOW WHY THE FUCK I'M IN HIP HOP BUT SOMEDAY I'M GONNA BECOME GREAT BY JUST FOLLOWING SQAW FROM SITE TO SITE AND SUCKING HIS DICK YALL JUST WAIT AND SEE LIKE I SAID YALL DISREGARD ME BECAUSE i JOHN DOUGH AS THE WHACKIEST MODERATER ON THE INTERNET LOVE TO SUCK SQAW'S DICK HELL i JUST CAN'T HELP IT ITS THE FAGGOT IN ME AND THANKS DR LOOH FOR AGREEING WITH ME DID YOU KNOW I HAD SQAW'S WORDS IN MY PERSONAL SIG FOR OVER A YEAR I HANG ALL HIS POEMS ON MY WALL AT NIGHT I'M SICK FUCK AS A MODERATER BECAUSE I SUCK SQAW'S DICK IN THE PUBLIC DON'T CARE WHOSE WATCHING

JAI-Z you a whack monkey with facts crummy even as a donkey you couldn't kick hard you a sick retard your flow slop and you don't know Hip Hop JAY-Z would spit in your face you're a misfit disgrace and should never rhyme again amen bitch ass

DAMN IS THAT ALL YOU GOT TO SAY DAMN I JUST CALLED YOU A WHACK ASS MONKEY HA! HA! FORGET ABOUT JOHN DOUGH HE SUCKS EVERYBODY'S DICK HE'S A REAL CUCUMBER HEAD

JAI-Z you a whack monkey with facts crummy even as a donkey you couldn't kick hard you a sick retard your flow slop and you don't know Hip Hop JAY-Z would spit in your face you're a misfit disgrace and should never rhyme again amen bitch ass

DAMN IS THAT ALL YOU GOT TO SAY DAMN I JUST CALLED YOU A WHACK ASS MONKEY HA! HA! FORGET ABOUT JOHN DOUGH HE SUCKS EVERYBODY'S DICK HE'S A REAL CUCUMBER HEAD

JAI-Z you a whack monkey with facts crummy even as a donkey you couldn't kick hard you a sick retard your flow slop and you don't know Hip Hop JAY-Z would spit in your face you're a misfit disgrace and should never rhyme again amen bitch ass

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show me a link where u won in the last month based on votes...cuz i can show u 5 links of me winning by votes ahahhahahahaha trash man u cant handle the mighty Dough Jordan

defcon 5 is too stupid to think of that I bet that whack ass bitch bite it i got more skills that all these boys put together they all like you using that played out shit i'm the king because i think of new thing these bitches all bite my shit including you JOHN DOUGH

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lmmfao nigga r u fuckin serious? ahahahaha i used a pet cemetary line back in 2002 lmmfao@bite it..nigga u flippin shit i used 5 and 6 years ago